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Wishes and Dreams

In my dreams she is there, never seeing-
her eyes will not look
her heart is now closed.

My memory is crisp as a cold winter morning-
takes my breath away
her voice and her laughter.

For many years we traveled best friends-
we played like young girls
shared our deep thoughts.

I sat in her presence when the counselor revealed-
"He is abusive, you know"
the words stuck in the air.

My mind ran in circles wondering what should I do-
watch pain in her eyes,
the change in her soul?

Each day she was sad and more grieved-
her laugh was now strained,
and truth became lies.

The green in her eyes turned dull with the pain-
the smile was infrequent,
the singing was strained.

In my desperation I lost the freedom to love-
My judgment was winning,
Respect all but gone.

My anger toward God became all that I had-
Wanting truth to be told,
So healing could come.

But God did remind me that vengeance is His-
Only He was the one
to convict of the sin.

I made some grave errors that turned things around-
the friendship now over
betrayal has won.

I still can see her- the pain in her eyes
the sound of her voice,
her hand touching mine.

God has so changed me and taught me from this
I'm not the same person
My forgiveness from Him.

My heart will forever pray blessings each day
that God will reveal
reconciliation some day.

God is so good-more friends He provides
to love and to cherish
to hold and protect

He fills up the hole of the one once so dear-
Forever I'll love
even though she won't hear.

Comments

pam said…
WOW Liz...this was amazing.
Liz said…
Thanks, Pam. Just a little therapy as I continue to heal. I hope it is not too much of a downer...ugh. It helps to express the pain.
Prayers and peace-
Cindy said…
I love your poetry Liz. It's an added bonus that it gives some healing along the way. Keep writing.
Paula V said…
How did I miss this? This is beautiful. What power, what pain, what glory. You express your heart very well. Oh how I can feel a sense of your pain. I know what it feels to long for reconciliation of any relationship. I know the beauty that comes from pain. I know the heartache of lost love in any form.
Anonymous said…
Liz, I have re-worded your words into my personal prayers for you. Broken relationships truly scar our hearts. Thank you for continuing to share your heart so openly through the pains and frustrations.

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